March madness

I grew up in Maryland.  My house was less than 5 miles from Cole Field House - the past home of the University of Maryland Terrapins basketball team.  My dad was a student at the university shortly after my birth.  We were a Terps family.  We cheered for all Terps sports, but especially football and basketball.  We cheered for all teams who played against Duke.

When I went to Syracuse for graduate school, I had to (sarcastically) beg permission from my brother and dad to cheer for my college team.  Having gone to a smaller undergraduate school where the football team played their biggest games on the soccer field, it was fun to go to a big sports school for grad school.  But at heart, the Terps are still my first team.

A few weeks ago, Luke broke my heart and cheered repeatedly for Duke when they played a basketball game again Maryland.  I was devastated.  I had to take a moment to collect myself, and finally convinced Luke that we were a Maryland family, even though Duke was beating the pants off of them.

So imagine Luke's surprise when we took the family to a Duke lacrosse game this past weekend.  They were playing against Towson, who he decided to cheer for because "they weren't Duke."  He's learning.

It was a gorgeous day, so after the game, we decided to take a walk around campus.  Most of the students were either on spring break or in Greensboro for the ACC tournament.  Say what you want about Duke sports... they have a beautiful college campus.